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Chapter One: The Sex School Jasper Coleman, who was still adjusting to consciousness, stood with an absent stare just a few feet from the front door of his apartment. His surroundings were dark, only the light of the outside city illuminated the dull setting; and even then, a minuscule amount reached where he stood. The clock that hung behind him ticked at an unsettling pace, violating...Read On

My black boss had the hots for my white body and I gave it to him for a raise.

I remembered my husband telling me that I looked sexy that night, and I had reason to be. I was meeting my boss for drinks, but I lied, telling my husband that I was on a night out with the girls. I had on a black mid-thigh skirt that clung tightly to my ass, a loose beige top with a deep frontal plunge designed to reveal an ample amount of cleavage, pumps on my feet, bare legs and a...Read On

As we drove away from the movie theater, your hand slipped into mine. So comfortable, so frighteningly familiar. You mention where you want to go and squeeze my hand. I navigate our city and where I used to only see geometric miscellany, something about your warmth changes everything. Every block, apartment complex, business, and stretch of industry is vibrant on that night. Angles, hues,...Read On

Buying lingerie is challenging for new girls, especially if they're really boys.

OK, Dani, take off my knickers, choose a fresh pair from the drawer, and let’s get you dressed,” said Lucy. Dan sat up in bed. He was wearing a tight-fitting white bra and Lucy’s knickers - the ones he had pulled down Lucy’s legs before he had plunged his throbbing cock into her wet and inviting cunt. The night before. When he had been a boy. Now everything had changed. He had been...Read On

Romance was in the air on the island of Sicily and it was as contagious as the flu.

Don Luigi sat uncomfortably on the unpainted weather-beaten restaurant chair intended for the sheep-like tourists that crowded the seaside during the high season for travel. His domain was well-situated on the leeward side of a deep and protected bay that boasted a long stretch of fine white sand seldom seen in those parts. He stretched his arms and lifted his impressive haunches from...Read On

Last Tuesday, I came home early. I walked into my ranch style home, heading for the kitchen when I heard a noise emanating from the master bedroom. It's not uncommon for my wife to jill off after a particularly tough day at school, so I thought nothing of it, walking toward the bedroom to watch. Rounding the corner, I stood in the doorway, totally shocked at what I saw. There, on the bed,...Read On

The Monday Morning Before: Mack enjoyed peeping in on Mary as she was showering. “God, what a beauty I married!” Even through the steamed-up glass shower doors, Mack could make out Mary’s shapely body: well-formed breasts, wide hips, and soft stomach above a well-shaped pussy. Its slightly longer inner labia were erotic and still reminded Mack of those alien suckers in the sci-fi movies....Read On

When I entered basic training in the Army in Southern Germany as a 20 year old high school graduate, I was no virgin. In my younger years I had been in an intimate relationship with a much older woman who used to live in our house. She was horny and aggressive, and I was mostly on the receiving end. The school girls were much different, giggling and shy. We did a lot of kissing and petting...Read On

The limo came to pick us up promptly at eight in the evening. We had eaten a light, early dinner several hours ago, then relaxed for a bit. I did my enema about six, figuring that would get everything cleaned out. Then showers, makeup and hair. Cooper and I went back and forth on what I should wear. At first, we thought, of course, I should wear something slutty. I mean, isn’t that what...Read On

This is a true story, about sexual fantasy and escapism from the mundane.

Suspend disbelief: Temporarily allow oneself to believe something that is not true, especially in order to enjoy a work of fiction. --- It all began barely a few weeks ago, but it feels like everything has changed since – that I've changed. Like I've been a racehorse with blinders on, only looking forward, but I stopped running for a minute and looked around and realised there's so much...Read On

Maahira was almost dressed. "You make a beautiful bride." His voice startled her. "Not that I ever imagined you to be anything less than breathtaking." "Samar! What are you doing here?" she asked, knocking over bottles and makeup in her haste to cover her half-untied blouse. "God, you really are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on, Maahi." "Samar, I don't think you...Read On

Those who read my earlier confessions know by now how my relationship with L works. That you have read them, probably, means you have an interest in the so-called “cuck” lifestyle. Even if not, I am sure you know a large amount of porn with this theme is available on the internet. As you can imagine, I have a rather double feeling about these flicks. They excite me, but also remind me that...Read On

Polly the Preggo was sitting on the couch, spread-eagled and kicking her legs, whilst her wellies flapped comfortably onto her skin. There was something delicious about that feeling, the waft of air as it rushed past her knees with every kick. She could sometimes feel those welly breaths blow up between her legs, underneath the thin, long t-shirt she was wearing. As she lay back on the couch...Read On

A series of bite-sized cuckold and hotwife stories written to tempt, tease, and arouse.

Walking in on interracial cuckolding Normally you announce your arrival when you get home from work. Today you can hear your wife moaning before you open the door so you keep quiet. She’s either having sex or masturbating, and as she usually masturbates in the bedroom, you suspect there’s another man in your house enjoying her pussy. It’s so much louder when you open the door. Her moans...Read On

I hit Send. I really didn’t know what had gotten into me. I mean, he was sweet to help me lug all my stuff up three flights of stairs to my Freshman dorm room, and he was kind of cute. Best of all, he was a Senior, but I barely knew him. So, when I tried to pay him for his trouble, I was taken aback when he gave a lopsided grin and remarked that people around here mostly just swap. The way...Read On

Jessica got to her room and reviewed it in her mind again. Oh my god, she had made love to another person -- and it was a woman! She still felt a little shaky, but every sense was on fire. Was she a lesbian? Jessica didn't know and didn't really care. She knew she loved the experience and wanted to do it again. The young girl quickly looked into the small closet and pulled out the...Read On

Charlotte tries for a promotion, but doesn't realize what is involved in the new position!

The following is the first of a ten-part story I collaborated with AmericanDreamgirl on. We hope you enjoy this story as much as we did in working on it! Charlotte sat in the reception area of Mr. Peckerwood's office waiting nervously for her interview. She hated these interviews - they made her nervous and self-conscious of herself. Charlotte had always been shy and introverted...Read On

April got Clara to deal with her Punishment Letter but that wasn't the only spanking she got

April's bottom was still stinging from her bare bottom six strokes of the cane as she walked up the path to Becky's house. April was staying at Becky's whilst her mum was away for the month on business. Today though Becky and her mum were away overnight leaving April with Becky's older sister, nineteen-year-old Clara. April was still in her school uniform and gave her bottom a final rub...Read On

After being ordered to come to the front door of the old farmhouse, Karen stepped out on the front porch as the five men surrounded her. They groped her tits and ass as she raised her arms over her head and stretched. She slowly turned around exposing every inch of her sexy, naked body for the worker’s enjoyment. Karen stepped back into the house and invited the five men to join her. As...Read On

Headmistress Miss Pemberton invites me to help schoolgirl Ashley live out her sex fantasies

As one of the few male teachers in St Matilda’s Academy for Young Ladies I considered myself fortunate to have a position in such a prestigious school at the age of thirty. I teach a final year class of eighteen to nearly nineteen-year-old girls. They all seemed to want to outdo each other in showing off their wares in the shortest skirts and the tightest, thinnest blouses school...Read On

I was standing there with a rock-hard cock looking down at my gorgeous eighteen-year-old daughter Hollie as she was about to get fucked by the party host Patrick. She looked up with at me with wide eyes as Patrick started to slowly push his thick eight-inch cock into her lovely tight little teenage slit. She let out a big moan as Patrick started to enter her. “Oh you have such a lovely...Read On

The first part of this story is in Mature. “I seek a Toy Boy...” This is Part 2.

My Sex Life is Restored. I decided to use the services of a toy boy to reintroduce myself to a sex life again, whilst at a golf tournament a couple of years ago following the death of my husband. I realised what I had enjoyed with him had not died with him, and I needed my sex drive to be rekindled. I had attended a massage clinic to prepare myself for the experience and Lucy the...Read On

Saturday Night at the Foshay…. “Bovis a vita”, he thought, The Life of a Bull. He sipped his Crown and water at the bar as he waited for Mary’s husband to call. He went through a mental checklist as he waited: first time with another man, first time threesome, first time shared, and first time recorded. This was an unusual and welcome change from other recent encounters. Mack McDonald...Read On

Who is fucking who? That is the question I had to ask myself. Perhaps I should explain. I was out hitting my normal haunts looking for pussy, and not having any luck. I was about to call it a night, but decided to stop by the local all-night greasy spoon diner for a late-night meal before heading back to my bachelor pad. I had fucked the late-night waitress a couple of times and was not...Read On

Takes right up from Part 3 “I wonder what the girls have been up to,” Nick had said. I had been wondering this myself all afternoon, during the long slow ride back from the lagoon where we’d spent the afternoon. I had a pretty good idea, however, that while I was having sex with her husband, Tanya might be doing the same with my wife. Still, I felt a twinge of guilt. Not only had I...Read On

A young man's fantasy to fuck his hot female math teacher is fulfilled.

It was the summer of 1955, I had just turned sixteen. I had been saving my lawn mowing money for years in hopes of buying a car. First I had to take my tests for my drivers license, which I passed with flying colors. Then I set my sights on finding the car of my dreams. At the third used car lot, I found it, a red 1951 Ford convertible. I almost came in my pants, I was so excited. The...Read On

Todd and Celcia give their mom a show to remember, but Celcia just doesn't know about it.

"Come in," I answered, lying on my bed. The door opened, and then I got the sight of her. "Mom is here, and we still have to keep up appearances," Celcia whispered, coming in and closing the door. "I know, sis." She slowly made her way to my bed and lied down next to me. "Wait, you aren't jacking off under that blanket, are you?" she pondered before she kissed me. "No, I have you, Celcia....Read On

I didn’t recognize the girl moaning like that. How could she sink so low? She didn’t even respond to her own name. A man could say, “slut,” and she’d go to him. Another could say, “Whore,” and she’d crawl to him. What could make a girl do that? She was turned on, sure. But where did that inclination come from? Maybe it was the house she’d visit. Whenever she was there, a beast would come out...Read On

Joy and Kevin agonize over joining their neighbors, Bob and Becky, with an open marriage.

The Trial "Guess what?" Becky was saying to her next door neighbor, "Bob and I just have a winter home in the tropics." "That's exciting," Joy remarked, "but why so far away?" "Well, the weather for one thing. We are so tired of the winters here in Minnesota, and it gives us an opportunity to have summer all year long." "How nice, Becky, but isn't it hot there?" "Yes, Joy, but...Read On

Abby confronts John and Jack. Will their lives fall apart or can they soothe her anger?

Back to the story, as told by Jack It took me a while, but I mustered up the courage to ring the doorbell. John opened the door, and he looked like hell. “Hey Jack,” he said, “come on in. I’m sorry, man. We fucked up big time.” John turned and walked back through the house toward the kitchen. I walked in behind him, and could feel the tension immediately. Abby was sitting at the...Read On